that which is bourne
of blood, and flooded
with wisdom and love
to conquer the fate of fools
and delusions of gold
come, then, Thou oceanic fount
drown our destined mortality
surround our futile demise
lay siege upon our castles of sand
for none can stand Thy light
and shadows will flee
the sudden colours of Thy shining wonders
- revel8r 2-18-18
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